Two Movies About Dancing for Which I Feel Some Affinity, Though I've Never Seen & One Video of Defense Against Bear Hugs
Movies About Dancing for Which I Feel Some Affinity, Though I've Never Seen 1: Footloose
The first tape I ever had was the Footloose soundtrack. It was awesome. I used to play it in my little portable tape player, the kind I imagine 70s ESP investigators used when recording interviews with their subjects. The same kind that is recommended for taping T'Pau songs off the radio with.
This soundtrack had essentially all the vitamins & minerals a young American boy with terry cloth shorts needed: the far too obvious to be my favorite (even then I had obscurantist tastes) "Footloose," which has that wonderful dubby breakdown before the final chorus roll; the electro-mall-pop of "Let's Hear It for the Boy" by Deniece Williams; the treacly, hairychested loveswagger of "Almost Paradise" by Ann Wilson & Mike Reno; the Jim Steinman mini-masterpiece "Holding Out for a Hero" by Bonnie Tyler, which is surprisingly anthemic, considering it's basically about a deludedly picky woman;
"Dancing In the Sheets" by Shalamar who I believe are some kind of genetic hybrid of Sha-Na-Na & a discontinued candy bar; the contractually obligatory "I'm Free (Heaven Helps the Man)" by Kenny Loggins; the pre-lame-Van-Halen era Sammy Hagar ode to loosely-panted women "The Girl Gets Around"; "Never" by Moving Pictures, which I do not remember & the song that sticks with the most, "Somebody's Eyes" by Karla Bonoff, which I thought was exotic & mysterious when I was a kid
Despite all this personal & emotional investment in that tape I never got around to seeing the movie Footloose. I have no feelings about this fact. But it is a fact.
Movies About Dancing for Which I Feel Some Affinity, Though I've Never Seen 2: Saturday Night Fever
I'm pretty sure this movie would depress the hell out of me. I hear it's just awfully misogynistic. But it's set partially in Bay Ridge, the neighborhood I stroll through in order to see movies at The Theter & to get to watch driftwood adorned with rusty nails wash up below the Verrazzano. I want to see it in the same way people like to look at old photos of their towns from the 1920s & peek behind the burning crosses & dangling carcasses to see which houses & buildings are still there.
I'm probably never going to see this movie. I feel like if I was going to see it I would have watched in in highschool.
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